There was a pile of debris sitting there: rocks, stones, and miscellaneous collection of tree limbs and branches. Carefully the leader reached out wit... one of his lower hands and grabbed up a tree limb. He passed it from his lower hand to his opposite upper hand. Realization struck me at that moment. I had been wrong. The pile of debris wasn't debris; they were weapons and the 'beings' were arming themselves. I watched in amazement as they each picked up a tree branch. From my vantage point I. Margaret meowed happily as her mouth was drenched with the salty outpouring of her nephews cum cream. It was rich and delicious, the best tasting cock juice shed ever sucked out of a cock in her life. Deliriously, Margaret clung to her nephews erupting hard-on, sucking and jacking on it, shuddering as the cum juice sprayed onto her tonsils, giving the full belly of cock milk shed craved from the beginning. Oh aunt Margret! Aunt Margret, that was so good! At last Margaret raised her head,. As if that isn't enough she found this little lace g-string that she had given me as a gag gift at my last birthday party. They even tried to get me to model it, but when I saw how skimpy it was I had refused to come out of my room in it. I had forgotten all about it and part of the deal was anything in my underwear drawer was fair game. It has no elastic in the crotch and it's too small!! It's all I can do to try to keep it centered on my shaved pussy which it doesn't even quite cover. He moaned out a little and then grabbed his shaft. I felt a knot in my belly anticipating his cock; Thomas’s was much bigger that what I had been used to. When I felt his bulb at my entrance I closed my eyes and waited for him to push in. “Ohhh,” Thomas moaned as the first inch or so was inserted. I lowered my body over the rest of his shaft, engulfing every inch with my pussy. “Ohhh,” I moaned out as well as I felt his tip touch my deepest point. I sat still for a moment allowing myself to.